"I will be leaving now"

Ah, Pushpendra. Great, earnest quote/question, and the double handshake goodbye.  What a journey you are on, recreating your life on the far side of the planet, in this city.  An inspiration in terms of the chances you have taken and the continued bravery in responding to new postings, building a life for you and your wife and daughter.  Not this time, my friend, but my best to you.

The sun has me in a chipper mood, although the crashing value of IVN less so.  Will it rise on the back of the latest investment?  Or are you in the process of squandering your escape plan stash, in direct contravention to the "Sell in May and Go Away" plan you were intent on implementing before the greedy delay got in the way.  Where shall you cast the inculpation - an accusation that you are responsible for some lapse or misdeed; the act of imputing blame or guilt (N. Kruse's Gobi death in the Melanson race) - for a' that.  I know not.  We shall see how the unknown story unfolds.

The same computer, in the same library, 24 hours on.  Gone is the singer, beside you instead the middle aged tutor in the Spanish 2010 jersey and a decent looking apprentice.  Learning.  "You need to ask yourself..."  Self-improvement.  To what end...

Heh.  I am pulling on another string in thinking of MFA ideas.  It is mental health week, the US House has just passed the AHCA, Si in the middle of something that seems mad but the deeper you think on it the less mad it seems, and so I can see how a series of short stories/vignettes tied around a central theme could be made to work as a whole.  With Ginsburg in the foreword and Uncle Walt as the epilogue.  Will explore further on the patio over the French Pinot scored just before the close.

It is happening, and the countdown is truly on.  First to the end of January, and likely the hunt for the Salaar, and then to the summer of 2018, and sweet release into the happy/penniless state.  All in the name of "mental health" - and so why not that as the main theme?